Whispers in the morning light,

Names I used to hold so tight.

Photographs now gather dust,

Time betrays what once was trust.

Eyes that shone like stars above,

Faces lost in shadows of—

Fading echoes, silent cries,

Ghosts that walk beneath my skies.

Memories like autumn leaves,

Scattered in the winds of grief.

Time moves on, it does not grieve,

But I remain, and I still believe—

In all I’ve lost, in all I knew,

In the ones the world outgrew.

Laughter caught in broken halls,

Paintings cracked on weathered walls.

I reach for hands no longer there,

Speak to silence, breathe despair.

They fade like mist beyond the shore,

I blink and they exist no more.

Fading echoes, silent cries,

Ghosts that walk beneath my skies.

Memories like autumn leaves,

Scattered in the winds of grief.

Time moves on, it does not grieve,

But I remain, and I still believe—

In all I’ve lost, in all I knew,

In the ones the world outgrew.

Were they real, or dreams once dreamt?

I search the past, my heart unkempt.

A name, a song, a fleeting grace—

All slipping through time’s cruel embrace.

Fading echoes, final sighs,

Stars that dim in empty skies.

Memories like silent snow,

Falling where no footsteps go.

Time forgets what I recall,

But I will hold them through it all—

Though they’re gone, they’re still in me,

Fragments lost beneath the sea…

Souls forgotten…

But not by me.